Where passion leads |
Come, my love, and take me there. can you feel the weight of my stare? The heat that sizzles from you to me, sparks the fire; sweet ecstasy. Hungry kisses as your lips meet mine, send shivers running down my spine. Lips of lava from neck to chest, hovering over my awaiting breasts. My hardened nipples need your tongue, like bees to a hive I have been stung. A euphoric wave rushes to my mound, all of me is your erotic playground. Your fingers plunge deep into my core, hips rising, imploring more. To feel your length inside of me awakens my sexuality. With every thrust you drive me higher, our bodies emblazoned like a wildfire. When you pull out, it's such a tease, I'm begging, pleading, on my knees. The pinnacle beckons, I'm oh so close, one more push and I'm in the throes. Cries of passion, yours and mine, echoes of the ultimate climb. Written for "Kit's Higher Ratings Contest" by NaNoKit |